At five o'clock in the morning, Li Jianguo woke up his son: "Get up for breakfast, I'm going to leave in a while." ”

This time I went to Rongcheng not by long-distance bus, but by the car of the supply and marketing cooperative, which set off early and arrived early.

The feeling of going out made Li Yiming extremely excited, so he quickly turned over and got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, breakfast was green onion noodle soup, there were four eggs in it, and he was sweating after eating.

Close the doors and windows and go downstairs.

Li Jianguo was carrying the work bag issued by the unit, with two white characters and pinyin on the pitch-black artificial leather surface, which contained his son's manuscript and those envelopes that had been sealed.

Li Yiming carried a schoolbag containing textbooks, paper and pens, and another manuscript.

The father and son carried a military kettle, which was filled with herbal tea to relieve the heat, and went downstairs.

When I came to the compound, it dawned early in the summer, and people got up early, and the yard was already full of life.

Seeing Li Yiming, the big yellow dog at the entrance of the courtyard greeted him, his tail wagging happily.

Rhubarb wagged his tail and circled around him, last night, Li Yiming put all the gnawed meat and bones in a corner of the yard for it to eat, which is estimated to be enough for it to play for half a month.

Li Yiming stood up, leaned over and touched its head: "Rhubarb, remember, you are not a soil dog, you are a Chinese pastoral dog!"

The big yellow dog squinted and tilted his head, gently pressing his nose against his palm, and his watery eyes were dark and bright.

Li Yiming stood up and looked at the sky in the distance, it would be a good weather today, and the morning glow was spread out beautifully in the sky.

"I'll take my bicycle with me," Li Jianguo said to Li Yiming, "and it's more convenient for us to ride a bicycle when we go back." ”

Li Yiming nodded, walked out of the courtyard gate first, and waited for the car on the side of the road.

There was a roar in front, and a liberation car drove over, and Li Yiming recognized that this was Uncle Cheng, the driver of the supply and marketing cooperative, and he didn't know what his name was.

"Patriotic!"

Li Jianguo said hello with a smile, drivers and purchasers are more popular occupations in these years, often running outside, the road is wild, there are many people who know people, and the income is relatively high.

Li Yiming carefully noted that from now on, he is not the kind of child who can hide and study before, and he can't even remember people's names, which is called low emotional intelligence.

"Uncle Cheng!" Li Yiming also greeted with a smile, "Have you had breakfast?"

Li Jianguo was very satisfied: "Do you want to eat some in front?"

There is really a noodle shop in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, which makes clear soup noodles.

Cheng Aiguo shook his head: "I've eaten, what about you?"

Li Jianguo handed over a cigarette: "I padd some noodles just now." ”

"Then let's leave early and eat some when we get there. ”

"What time will you arrive?"

"Nine-ten! Last week, the road was washed out in several places, and only a small half of it was dug up. ”

Cheng Aiguo leaned on the window to light the fire, and the car made a roaring sound: "Your Uncle Cheng's technique is practiced on the Sichuan-Tibet line, but if there are stones on the mountain, it will be difficult to say." Otherwise, even if the engine is broken, we can repair it and run for 100 miles!"

It's really not bragging, the drivers of this year are not the kind of people who came later, there are no gas stations everywhere, there are no car repair shops, and the driver must be able to repair the car.

"Wait a minute, I'll put my bike in the back of the car. Li Jianguo pushed his bicycle out, put it in the back bucket, and then tied it with a rope, otherwise he would have to be tossed all the way.

took Li Yiming to sit in the cab.

Li Yiming squeezed uncomfortably: "Dad, I want to sit in the back!"

Although it's still a little cool now, it's much better than squeezing in the passenger seat, Cheng Aiguo and Li Jianguo are both big guys.

"Okay. ”

Li Yiming pushed the door and got out of the car.

"Yiming, you look at the back, don't let people pick up the car! If someone is you, you will shout!" Cheng Aiguo yelled at the back.

In recent years, there are a lot of pickpockets on the road to steal goods, and the drivers often bring a car escort, and sometimes they have to speed up when passing through some villages, otherwise the goods loaded behind will be cleared for you.

Waiting for Li Yiming to grab the railing and go to the back, he found a box and sat down, leaning on the sack on the left and right.

There are a lot of messy things in the back of the car, this is the case, the car is not empty, to bring something, to bring back, the driver is often the first batch of masters, this is the times, and they are often the first group to get rich.

This time, there are a lot of things to be sent to Rongcheng in the supply and marketing cooperative, all of which are local products collected locally, and there are some things that private individuals want to bring with them.

Not far from the car, it is the family building of the Material Bureau.

The old buildings, the courtyard walls painted with slogans, the rusted iron gate is open, and two camphor trees are planted next to the door, and the shade of the trees covers the entire gate.

Li Yiming saw a thin girl coming out of the courtyard, with a blue floral cloth skirt and a white shirt that was very conspicuous, it was Ye Bing.

Why is it so early, Li Yiming stood up and beckoned and shouted, "Ye Bing!"

Ye Bing raised his head and saw the boy standing on the liberation truck smiling and waving to him.

"One Ming!"

She barked too, and trotted up after the car.

Li Yiming shouted, "Uncle Cheng's car stops." ”

The car came to a slow stop, but it also drove a few dozen meters.

Ye Bing ran up in small steps, running very quickly.

Li Jianguo leaned out and shouted, "Ye Bing, don't run." ”

"Uncle Jianguo. Ye Bing said hello.

"Yiming, you... Are you going now?" she asked, standing beside the car, panting, tilting her head.

"I went to the provincial capital with my dad, and we had to leave early. Li Yiming leaned on the railing and said, "Why did you go out so early?"

"This one is going to be given to you!" Ye Bing took something and wanted to hand it to Li Yiming, but it was a long cardboard box.

She stood on tiptoe, Li Yiming held on to the railing, stretched out his arms and took it. The words on it give Li Yiming a familiar feeling, SH brand harmonica.

"When are you coming back?"

"......" Li Yiming opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer, and finally just shook his head, "I don't know...."

Looking at Ye Bing's somewhat disappointed face, Li Yiming suddenly smiled: "I'll be back!"

He raised his hand and clenched his fist.

"Then I wish you a smooth journey!" Ye Bing took two steps back, waving his arms like a swaying white branch in the morning breeze, with a slightly worried smile on his face.

In the cab, Cheng Aiguo glanced in the rearview mirror, and said to Li Jianguo with a smile: "Your family is quite popular." Whose daughter is that?"

Li Jianguo smiled and looked out the window: "Children, I don't understand anything." ”

The car continued to move forward, Li Yiming held on to the railing, and the hand holding the gift waved vigorously in midair.

Until far, far away, he looked back again and again, and he still saw Ye Bing standing on the side of the road looking in this direction.

The car drifted away, bypassing the intersection, and finally, out of sight......

The street scene reflected by the morning sun and the trees swaying in the wind have become the background of youth. Those are memories that don't fade with time.